Elisa Segrave

The drug that my Asperger’s son loved turned his life upside down

7 January 2017 9:00 am

My son loved his new treatment – but it changed his life for the worse

Emma Donoghue’s novel The Wonder reviewed

1 October 2016 9:00 am

Emma Donoghue’s novel Room was short-listed for the 2010 Man Booker prize and made into a film in 2015. Inspired…

The pleasure of keeping — and rereading – diaries

18 June 2016 9:00 am

The pleasures of keeping them, rereading them – and publishing them

How to Measure a Cow — and escape the shadows of the past

26 March 2016 9:00 am

Margaret Forster, who died on 8 February, excelled at writing about complex relationships between women. Even old friends, she demonstrated,…

Illustration by beatrice forshall

Is the Slender-billed curlew already extinct?

2 January 2016 9:00 am

This unusual book is beautifully written, produced and illustrated, but its subject — the small Slender-billed curlew — is strangely…

The trials of living with a High Court judge

29 August 2015 9:00 am

This intensely written memoir by Adam Mars-Jones about his Welsh father, Sir William, opens with the death of Sheila, Adam’s…

Elisa Segrave’s diary: A prison visit to a friend

20 June 2015 9:00 am

Off to prison to visit a writer friend, first jailed led some years ago for trying to find a hit…

Alexandra’s Fuller’s parents are the stars even when their daughter is divorcing, in this sequel to the bestselling Don’t Let’s Go to the Dogs Tonight

21 February 2015 9:00 am

‘Double ouzo, hold the Coke,’ Mum ordered at the Mkushi Country Club bar, during spanikopita night. ‘My daughter’s a lesbian.’…

No pains spared

18 February 2009 12:00 am

Matthew: A Memoir, by Anne Crosby

Remembrance of girls past

5 November 2008 12:00 am

Past Imperfect, by Julian Fellowes

Scared of Christmas presents

8 May 2004 12:00 am

In this fascinating book about her two autistic sons Charlotte Moore describes what would be a nightmare life for most…

Angels and ministers of grace

26 October 2002 12:00 am

Despite its provocative title, this is not a salacious book. Any reader hoping for disclosures about Woolf’s lesbian love affairs…